PigRider
PigRider
is Mamcochon [drums & voice]
&
Herr Geisha [guitar & voice]
JSpice & Space of tandoori sex indian cosmic taichi : we'll ride you hardcore old pig we know your parts much better than you we'll make your blood splatter & cook you right away pull on the leash & take us home we don't want to hear you (ooh ooh ooh ooh) we just wanna eat ya (ooh ooh ooh ooh) we love your pig soul (ooh ooh ooh ooh) with much spice & space (ooh ooh ooh ooh) roasted ears are good (ooh ooh ooh ooh) feet packaged are great (ooh ooh ooh ooh) black pudding tastes nice (ooh ooh ooh ooh) apron's sapper is fine we love your meat better than you you'll never know how much it's true
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supernaan will save this world from suffering & illusion we're in a spring of water there's water everywhere water all of the time and all over the place my flesh is flooded & my thoughts are drenched well i speak in bubbles with sodden words i don't know how to dry i melt as a rotten liver i don't know how to dry my body falls appart supernaan yeah yeah yeah yeah x4 now it's a real downfall my mouth is full of mud my dick has gone in crumbs sliced up in fibers my pussy's like an old fruit my poems stink like dead birds i sing as i sink in my piss it's may it may pass or not supernaan yeah yeah yeah yeah x4 you piss & you piss on me x 16
i want the sun on my body i want this perfume on my skin i want all the cops to be killed & i want peace for everyone i want to love everybody but i want to stab my neighbour i want this country to be blown away i want this stupid people to be free it's pretty hard to be one sometimes when each part of me is equally right yeah right jump in the fire & forget yr id x2 i want this sad world to end up soon i want that girl on the drums i want all of you to shake & shout & we'll become as one cause i is a lie it's pretty hard to be one sometimes when each part of me is equally right yeah right jump in the fire & forget yr id x 4
no stars , no belt , little pigrider : a meditation failure Maggie was a sow as fat as can be an anvil of flabby flesh so Dewey rid her downtown as he was a pigrider down town in a club glossy queers and starving junkies were taking the bets for the rodeo i'll do better tomorrow in the bullring millions hogs trying to kick out the brood of jerks & Dewey whispered to Maggie show'em we gotta kick some ass the two tonns sow rushed in & shaked & moaned & roared so Dewey was violently pitched out from the saddle & flopped in the sand why you stare at me you stare at me
rock'n'roll is slavery yr network is bullshit radio is bullshit yr magazine is bullshit i'm a woo woo man i'm a woo woman i am never gonna be a fucking rock star & i don't fucking give a fuck cause i'm a woo woo man yeah i'm a woo woman i know it's bad to think the audience wants some fun do you want me to piss on the snare? or to throw up on tn the wedge? undo my pants & jerk off stage ? swallow my vomit making bubbles? sink a mike into my ass? burn the bible & a dollar bill? well i'm not as cool as a dead man but still you'llget my middle finger : fuck you ! i'm a woo woo man yeah i'm a woo woman
